The sky and the earth are dim, and the oil-paper lantern hanging behind the woman in the West Sea, faintly emitting moonlight, is the only light source within a radius of several miles of the Li River.

Chaolu stepped on the undulating waves of the river, her expression was calm, relying on the power of the oil-paper lantern to make her rank among the ten realms, such realms...... After Cao Ran and Ye Hongfu successively announced the breakthrough of the realm, the younger generation of the Great Sui no longer had the Ten Realms cultivators on the table.

The woman clenched her fists and raised her arms.

The water of the Li River set off a waterspout, held by the woman's palm, corresponding to the range of raising her arm, a large mass of stagnant water converged into a huge river pearl, and a white-clothed young man with a beautiful face but withered was suspended inside.

In the palm of your hand.

Chaolu's expression was blank, the faded white robe was floating in an unknown place on the Li River, and now he was wearing a slightly smaller cloak, or a white burqa was more suitable, and the burqa flew in the river wind, hunting.

She stared at Liu Shiyi, a sword idiot who had fallen into a coma, his qi was dry, his eyes were closed, and he was floating up and down in the river droplets in his palm....... This one has come to an end.

Chaolu spoke softly and said calmly, "Master, it's over." ”

The voice floated out, rushing into the oil-paper lantern, the light swaying, and the cage trembled slightly.

The Thousand Machines Technique transmits the scene of the Li River to the end of the Great Snow Cave in the Sword Lake Palace.

Xu Lai silently looked at his senior brother.

In the day of the Great Snow Cave, Liu Shi, who was holding the azure blue Taoist robe with four chains, and the eyebrows of the man in the Taoist robe were frozen and condensed with a layer of frost due to the severe cold, and he witnessed this battle of the Li River from beginning to end......

In Liu Shi's expression, there was pain, struggle, and more relief.

At this moment, the thin white-clothed figure suspended in the water droplets of the Li River...... It's his beloved apprentice, who left the Sword Lake Palace, and really grew a lot.

Liu Shi looked at the unconscious young man in white, and laughed at himself: "Since I beat you down the mountain, I haven't given you a good sword worthy of identity......"

It's not right for the teacher.

With the one in Penglai in the West Sea, you don't have a sword weapon that supports your hand.

He saw the long sword that Liu Shiyi had been knocked away.

It was the four famous swords of Qiang Mountain, named "Changqi", which was carried by the Qiang Mountain Little Sword Immortal Wang Yi, and lost to Shushan Ning Yi in Changling.

That long sword, although ranked among the top four in the Qiang Mountain of the Eastern Sacred Mountain, was completely different from the Sword Lake cultivation method, and Liu Shiyi could only exert half or less of its power when it was hunting water......

The most suitable sword for Liu Shiyi should be fast enough, sharp enough, and light enough.

In the Sword Lake Palace, there is exactly such a ......

Heavy snow.

Liu Shizi laughed at himself, he wanted to wait for Liu Shiyi to come back from going out, so he took out the Great Snow Sword and handed it to him.

Now it seems...... It's no longer possible.

The man in the blue robe frowned, coughed a few times, he looked down at the small blood that fell on the chest of the robe and coughed up, he was locked in the cave sky, the Dao fire was lit, and the situation was much worse than he imagined.

Things are bad.

The only thing that pleased him was that his disciples, as he had once taught, left the Sword Lake to meet the sentient beings of the Great Sui, see the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and comprehend all things in one sword...... This is Liu Shi's cultivation concept, and it is also the concept of the old palace master of Sword Lake back then, passed down from generation to generation, and this concept has now fallen on the young sword idiot Liu Shiyi.

The picture from the Thousand Machines Technique...... The outcome is almost decided.

Liu Shi looked at the black-robed junior brother who jumped down from the ice pick.

He let out a long breath of cloudy air, his mind full of mixed thoughts.

Could it be that what his junior brother said is really right?

The hope of the Sword Lake Palace was defeated by Penglai...... Does this prove that the obsessions of myself and Master over the years are wrong?

Liu Shi's expression was a little haggard.

He raised his head and met his junior brother's Mu Ran expression.

......

......

His disciple Chaolu defeated Liu Shiyi with a crushing momentum and won this battle for Penglai...... Xu Lai's face did not show the slightest happiness or joy.

Or any, emotions like that.

Nothing.

There was a calm.

Calm.

Calm to ...... made Liu Shidu have an illusion, as if Xu Lai had already predicted today's ending.

Xu Lai's disciple will definitely be better than Liu Shi's disciple.

The black-robed young man just stared at the senior brother who was imprisoned in the Great Snow Cave, and then said the words that he had been holding in his chest for decades.

徐来沙沙 said:

"Senior brother, I have proven myself. ”

When he was young, Xu Lai, who was suppressed by his master everywhere due to the disagreement of his cultivation philosophy, and was unwilling to follow the "pressure and cultivation" of Sword Lake, finally chose to leave Sword Lake deviantly, and stole "Immortality" by the way, and after leaving, he no longer suppressed his talent...... It's a pity that he and Liu Shi are no longer in the same world, and if they want to prove themselves, they can only wait until many years later.

Such as...... Today.

Isn't his disciple the best proof that he defeated his senior brother's disciple?

Xu Lai's expression was calm.

But in the deepest part of his eyes, there was a burning heat.

He had been waiting for this day for decades.

Xu Lai spoke slowly:

"I want that sword...... Heavy snow. ”

This sentence fell in his ears, and Liu Shi, who was staring at the picture of the Li River with an oil-paper lantern, was breathing sluggishly, and his pupils contracted.

On the surface of the Li River, the Xihai woman sword cultivator who was holding a round of moonlight behind her back waved her sleeves slightly, and her robe cut the splash of the Li River in the wind, and the huge water droplets wrapped around Liu Shiyi suddenly broke through the air and smashed into the belly of the cliff mountain on the side.

The fragments of broken stones, accompanied by broken droplets of water, crackled and fell into the Li River.

Chao Lu was expressionless, waved his sleeves again, and the river once again converged like a stream, wrapping the white-clothed sword idiot, spanning the entire Li River, and smashing into the hanging cliff.

Liu Shiyi, who looked pained, let out a muffled snort in his throat, and his back slammed into the stone wall, instantly spreading a cobweb.

Behind the morning dew, the oil-paper lantern once again converged the starlight of heaven and earth, and above the river, the particles were distinct, and countless stone chips and ice chips hung in the air, turning sharply, aiming at the sword idiot whose limbs were nailed to the cliff.

White is no longer white.

Most of Liu Shiyi's clothes were stained red with blood...... He is not a body refining cultivator like Ning Yi, if the body protection sword qi is smashed, his body is actually not very strong, even if it is Ning Yi, he was smashed twice by Chaolu with the Ten Realms Cultivation, and his physique would not be able to bear it.

Liu Shiyi, with his eyes closed, frowned, looking like it was caused by pain...... If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were stained with too much blood, it looked more like he was struggling with a kendo question.

The sword qi in his body had dried up.

Starlight dries up.

At a dead end.

The life of the sword idiot is in Chaolu's hand at this moment.

Xu Lai stood in the heavy snow in the big snow cave, facing his senior brother Liu Shi, word by word, "Take the sword." ”

Just two words.

Liu Shichang exhaled a long breath.

He stared at Xu Lai, and his voice was hoarse: "Heavy snow...... Can give it to you, but I have a request. ”

He didn't speak, but the meaning of his words was already clear in the hearts of the two.

One sword for one life.

He wants to save the life of Liu Eleven.

Xu Lai nodded and said, "Deal." ”

The man in the blue robe said tiredly: "The Great Snow Sword, in the Law Enforcement Hall of the Sword Lake Palace, I must go there myself to open it...... Suppress me in the Great Snow Cave, even if I tell you the location, you will not be able to take it out. ”

Xu Lai did not speak.

The black robe came slowly, but one hand pressed down.

Through the sleeve of the robe, it seems to press down to the waist hidden a very deep slender thing.

It's a sword.

Slash by.

The sword is unsheathed.

This posture of hiding the sword and drawing the sword was so fast that there was only a phantom left, and even Liu Shi, who was close at hand, didn't see it clearly.

A sword light slashed through one after another—

The wind swept through my ears.

In the next moment, Liu Shi felt that his body was light, and the two chains that ran through his shoulders shattered with a click, and the snow qi of the Great Snow Cave was cut by this sword, and the snow was blown up, and the blue Dao robe man was finally able to open up the starlight in his body, and the Dao fire that was lit was slowly eliminated...... If the Dao Fire continues to burn again, he will either be burned into ashes, or he will be forced to ignite the Dao Fruit of Nirvana, and he will have to take the step of "living towards death".

There are very few people in this world who can go to Xingjun, and there are very few who have the courage to take the initiative to take that step.

Except for the Mr. Su Musha from the White Deer Cave Academy in the Imperial City of Tiandu, it has been a long time since the Great Sui has not seen a figure from the Nirvana realm.

Liu Shi asked himself, if he tried nirvana in the Great Snow Cave Heaven...... The probability of failure is too great, almost ten deaths and no life.

The picture scroll of the Li River spread out in front of him, with his liberation, was converged by Xu Lai at this moment.

Xu Lai, who stretched out a hand and was about to hold the long handle of the oil-paper lantern, turned his head to Liu Shi and said, "Don't want to play any tricks." ”

The black-robed young man picked up the oil-paper lantern and passed his thoughts away.

"Spare him his life. ”

This sentence was deliberately said in front of Liu Shi, bringing all this to an end.

Xu Lai is a rather arrogant person.

He didn't bother to use the means of flies and dogs, nor did he disdain to take the life of the young swordsman.

......

......

The surface of the Li River.

In Chaolu's ears, Master Xu Lai's words lingered like the wind.

"Spare him his life. ”

The Thousand Machines Picture Scroll was slowly put away.

The Xihai woman sword cultivator probably understands in her heart...... Master has held the snow in his "hands".

She turned her gaze slightly, looking not far away, the mountain wall as smooth as a knife and an axe, the center of the cobweb, because of her own force, the center of the cobweb was deeply sunken.

Smoke and fog are mixed.

She released a wisp of divine thought, ready to test to see if the white-clothed figure embedded in the mountain wall at this moment was still alive.

The next moment.

Chaolu's expression changed suddenly.

Her divine thoughts were directly destroyed by a wisp of sword qi.

The smoke and fog slowly dispersed.

A white-clothed withered figure sat cross-legged, suspended in the air.

The Li River is swirling.

Wisps of starlight overflow in a desperate situation.

No longer the Seventh Realm of Starlight.

The originally exhausted meager sword qi only took a few breaths from drying up to being reborn.

Liu Shiyi, who was sitting at the head of the tide of the Li River, frowned tightly and slowly became relaxed.

He pondered a question that had been bothering him for a long time.

Now he figured it out.

And so it was taken.

The third realm of sword qi.